| Just listening. To itunes. To my father's fight against magazine pages that do not wish to turn. To my brother's game cube. To the clicking of keys. To the silence that is not silence. To my thoughts. To Aretha.
The moment I wake up
Before I put on my makeup
I say a little prayer for you
While combing my hair, now,
And wondering what dress to wear, now,
I say a little prayer for you
Forever, forever, you'll stay in my heart
and I will love you
Forever, forever, we never will part
Oh, how I'll love you
Together, together, that's how it must be
To live without you
Would only be heartbreak for me.
I run for the bus, dear,
While riding I think of us, dear,
I say a little prayer for you.
At work I just take time
And all through my coffee break-time,
I say a little prayer for you.
Forever, forever, you'll stay in my heart
and I will love you
Forever, forever we never will part
Oh, how I'll love you
Together, together, that's how it must be
To live without you
Would only be heartbreak for me.
My darling believe me,
For me there is no one
But you.
Well today was okae. I wore a dress, because I had a dream I did. So I woke up and put it on. I went to Corrales with becka and hana. and Starbucks. I got in a fight with the queen bee known it all-mom wont let me go to the getty's museuam with becka because aparantly he was an article stealing theif. And I can't go to museums that are established by criminals. that means that she has no reason why i cant go, but for whatever reason, im not going. this being said, since she has no excuse i plan on going with becka anyway. oh. she called me selfish. and i laughed and said, its either me, or you. welll... what the fuck. my boobs hurt. am i allowed to put that on here? well they fricken do. i think i'll just chop 'em off with this straw. life would be a hella lot easier without them i decided. im cold. and i want to watch lord of the rings. because i can. but my bros are watching tv. trying to persuade them to sing to my tune is like pulling a tooth from a lion's gum. speaking of gum, my SAT teacher is from Jamaica. He says "Can I have a gum?" and allie and i laugh at him, while handing over the Orbit strip. so from now on, whoever is reading this, should say "can i have a gum." because i told you to. damnit.
i miss this old bloggy blog. 4 day weekends can open your eyes to things youve forgotten and bordem. cant forget bordem. because when bordem strikes, you discover things anew i think.
remember: hot sauce is only for those who can take the heat. so step up or be left in the shadow. so is the way of survival.
ecks oh ecks oh ecks oh,
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